Some of the board members were vehemently supporting him, after all…
Henry naturally doubted that Diarmuid didn’t do anything behind the scenes, or that he didn’t care about the Althoff estate and being the CEO of Sky Group.
The board members were certainly no fools–they were smart enough to know Diarmuid’s worth, and became frantic the instant they heard that he might leave.
After all, Sky Group would collapse if Diarmuid really left. They therefore wanted nothing less than to make him stay.
“Henry, look–the company’s stocks fell because Ian was messing around, and the media caught him in the act. That boy should take responsibility, but since he’s under investigation, Greg should offer us an explanation — Ian is his son, after all.”
Henry was left frowning, while Grey finally exploded. Ian may have caused trouble, but Diarmuid is in charge here! Shouldn’t he be doing something to mitigate our losses? I’ve even heard that he doesn’t care at all, and simply left it with PR! Those useless scumbags don’t even know what’s going on, let alone draft a plan! That’s why we’re in this mess!”
The conference room went silent, because Greg was actually right.
Diarmuid was in charge, but he really did nothing to curb the issue and instead allowed company stocks to keep falling.
On the other hand, Diarmuid started to head towards the door. After all, everyone at present was simply running in circles.
Greg slammed his hand on the table and bellowed, “Stop right there, Diarmuid Althoff! Are you giving us an attitude when your grandfather is still here? Where are your manners? I’m your uncle too–do you think you can leave just because you want to?!”
Diarmuid did not slow down or turn to look at Greg as he left, leaving Greg seething, “You see, Dad?! You spoiled him–he has no manners at all!”
On the other hand, Henry was pensive.
He understood Diarmuid’s temper.
Does Diarmuid really not care about staying as CEO of Sky Group? Perhaps he had some trick up his sleeve?
“Dad-”
“Shut up!” Henry shot Greg a glare. He wondered to himself how his own son could show next to no composure, completely losing in style to his own nephew.
Nonetheless, he noticed that things weren’t going his way, and quickly decided to call off the meeting. “Since everyone has their own thoughts on this matter, we won’t be coming to an agreement so soon. Let’s call off this meeting for now.”
However, some of the board members were still vocally supportive of Diarmuid.
“Henry, I’m sure there is a reason for this. Diarmuid has always managed the company flawlessly, and everyone can see that–moreover, nobody’s perfect. I’m sure we don’t have to change CEOs over this.”
Henry nodded, but clearly had other plans in mind–such as working on Diarmuid instead.
“I’ll consider it,” he said.
Grey panicked, convinced that his father would side with Diarmuid again.
Didn’t that mean he came all the way for nothing?
“Dad-”
“I know what I’m doing.” Henry cut Greg short.
Greg kept quiet, but on the inside, he was frantic.
Meanwhile, Abigail was staying at the residence in the Rose Garden and taking care of Tommy. She couldn’t bear to put him in his crib even though he was asleep, and kept him.
in her arms.
Meanwhile, Diarmuid had arranged for doctors to check on Tommy from time to time. The doctor Zachary chose to be Tommy’s attending physician had yet to arrive.
After finishing his milk, Tommy appeared a little spirited and was blabbing happily. Abigail spoke to him in turn, “When can you say Mommy, dear? Hmm?”
“Bah, bah-”
Abigail held him and gave him a peck on the cheek. “I wish you’d grow up fast, darling.”
That was when her phone vibrated on the table.
Glancing at the screen, she saw that it was from home, so she answered.
It was Sheryl. “Abigail, Ricky’s in trouble…!”
“What happened?” Abigail asked.
“I don’t know. I just got a call from the hospital, saying that he’s in the ER…”
Abigail had a hunch. “You should go check on him, Mom.”
“What about you?” Sheryl asked.
“I can’t go now.” Abigail replied–she couldn’t leave Tommy right now, and she had to confirm if Diarmuid was involved first.
“Alright. Just take good care of Tommy–I’ll call you if anything comes up,” Sheryl told her.
“Okay,” Abigail replied, and hung up.
She lounged on the couch for several seconds before taking Tommy with him and left the house, telling one of the bodyguards keeping watch outside, “I need to go. Please get the car for me.”
“Where to?” he asked.
“To see Diarmuid,” Abigail replied.
“Very well,” the bodyguard said.
This time, it was not Jimmy the chauffeur, but two of the bodyguards who brought the car- one of them was keeping an eye on everything around them, while the other drove.
Along the way, Tommy was a little restless as he lay in Abigail’s arms, flailing his little arms. and grabbing everything from her hair to her blouse.
Soon, the car arrived at the headquarters of Sky Group.
Before Abigail could reach for the door with Tommy in her other hand, one of the bodyguards had opened it for her.
As such, she kept both hands around Tommy and alighted from the car before heading into the building and taking the elevator straight to the top floor. She knew where Diarmuid’s office was and quickly arrived, but when she opened the door, she found a woman pressing herself sensually against Diarmuid’s desk.
Abigail froze instantly.
On the other hand, the woman didn’t notice her, and was still engrossed with caressing the desk…while imagining Diarmuid sitting there at work.
“Bah…”
Tommy suddenly murmured, and Debbie the secretary promptly snapped out of her fantasy.
She turned around but saw no one, although she found the door slightly ajar.
Still, as she quietly walked up and opened the door she found nobody in sight. Breathing a sigh in relief, she straightened her clothes and left, closing the door behind her.
Abigail, who had been hiding behind a corner, appeared weirded out by Debbie’s behavior.
She looked down at Tommy, and took a deep breath to relax herself.
The baby was blinking his large eyes and staying fixedly at her in turn, understanding none of it.
Abigail leaned in to give him a peck on the forehead, adjusted her hold on him, and then turned to take the elevator downstairs.
It wasn’t until she returned inside the car that she relaxed.
Even so, she felt the creeps and cringed hard when she remembered what Debbie had done.
At the driver’s seat, the bodyguard asked, “Heading back, ma’am?”
Abigail nodded. “Yes.”
As they drove home, she got a call from Diarmuid.
“Where have you been?”
“I’ll be back soon,” she replied.
“Okay.”
As Abigail hung up, she glanced at Abigail and saw that Tommy appeared a little sleepy, and seemed to be dozing off in her arms.
He was fast asleep when they returned to the house at Rose Garden, and as Abigail entered, she found Diarmuid with Zachary and the doctor Zachary had recommended. Diarmuid walked up to take Tommy from her and headed further inside the house, and the doctor followed him.
Abigail was just about to speak when Zachary told her, “Don’t worry–Dr. Kyle is just giving Tommy a checkup. I think Diarmuid’s just a little worried.”
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